Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to The Streets

You recognize what. snatchh your fuckin' head from your neck. word
Up it's the cold blooded sin. strickly murder. of doom 94. word 'em
Up this is how we do that shit. techs to record son. shit. fuck that
Shit. word 'em up that how we're been.

50
Yo check it, I feel the like shanet
Collaborate on brains and bend you ass like a sinse'
My death is danger
I black out like joe ripken niggas the floor like the chamber
The authorist transmits for no repent
And activate the plan the pentagon
So listen close musical chairs
The l.o.d. is then the niggas under the stairs
I crack dollar script like an archetict
And execute the chair when I inflict death
I got the slang in this galaxy
And wreck the so mysteriously
Coming with the funk beneath I creep straight for juggelars
And twist rap for all you motherfuckers
Walk the streets with 19 shots in the lueger
Niggas be scared to face 50 like medusa
The shit I produce is like gin and juice it blend
Scenes from toni you'll never breath again
I without ability to reason, niggas is guilty of treason
Who's to blame but the legion to the

With niggas we got beef so
(l.o.d. about to it to the streets)
On the mic we definatly got so
(l.o.d. about to it to the streets)

Ron
Roy jay go the mystic magestic flow
a homicidal clique, yo e make that psycopathic mix
I hits for the or the shit that causes conflict in the script
Beeotch my style set on fire to touch
My seeks the universe while I'm sleepin'
I'm creepin' myself develop with the chronic
Electronic dollar man the mic bionic
So you can feel it in your nerves when I blast off the suburbs
Conduct ? with electrofying words
I freak to them suicidal break backs
scarred fakin' fuckin' heart atttacks
Oooh when I'm comin' the crowd
Niggas want static yo I got the gun pazoow, wizoow, up

50
I got the slaughter for brains drive you insain
that shit

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Keith
The moderation incobation of my
Is instantaniously with my vocabulation
Trust me as I bust thee, homicidal shit from keith murray
If I had 24 hours to live and one
I wouldn't wish for no lifesavers
I'd going wild like larry davis
The funk vigalante from the l.o.d.
funky freakly and freaky fluently
And deep as greek on level z
six million ways to die
And eight stories in the naked city and all them shits are lies
So I keep my ironist hidious
bloodiest flow decitious
Comin' from out orbit deep space 9's wiggle my shit
Meltin' crew like synthetic acid
Come half steppin' through a section
And get the of your brain drain
With mad man expression, no quesion and no second

Yo 40 dreams and blunts for witches. that's what we got for them
Niggas. yo lets get on it get off it. l.o.d. we forfit.
A-yo check it out. l.o.d. is the niggas man. a-yo put your money your
Mouth is at yeah. I have you rockin' dazie dukes and reebok pumps
Nigga yeah, yeah. l.o.d. for 94 yeah and it's on